Chapter Ninety

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• A/N: Starting Chapter Ninety it will be based on Harry’s Perspective. •

Only six days before the wedding. And I think Allana cannot make it today.

My phone rang. It’s Allana.

Allana: Harry?

She sounds sick.

Harry: Allana? What’s going on?

Allana: I cannot make it today. I’m feeling a little bit queasy. And I have a fever. I think.

Harry: Oh, you sound horrible.

Allana: Thanks. I needed that.

Harry: I’ll just have Austin drop you your tiara, the one you will use on the wedding.

Allana: I have a tiara?

Harry: Yes. I already had it shined and polished.

Allana: What tiara will I be using?

Harry: The Cambridge Lover’s Knot.

Allana: Oh. [Sneezes]

Harry: And you have a cold too?

Allana: It’s weird.

Harry: Okay. Just get well soon.

Allana: Maybe it’s just allergies.

Harry: Maybe. I love you.

Allana: Love you too. 

I hung up.

I stared at the tiara, I remembered the tiara so much. Mum wore it once. With the Elvis dress.

William: Harry?

Harry: What?

William: It’s 6 days before the wedding, and well, you do not need to reherse anymore. Just remember that there will be a dinner with everyone within 2 days, hope your bride gets well soon.

Harry: She will. It’s just simple allergies.

William: Yeah. Can’t believe you are getting married soon.

He hugged me.

Harry: Neither can I.

William: Allana’s a keeper. I mean, she’s smart, attractive, well, she has everything! She can practically provide for her self.

Harry: That's because she can.

William: What tiara will she use?

Harry: Cambridge Lover’s Knot.

William: Ah, who will she wear?

Harry: Vivienne Westwood, I thibk.

William: Have you seen the dress?

Harry: No. It was delivered at Allana’s place yesterday.

William: You’ll see it soon.

Six days.

Harry: And the countdown begins.

William: When I was getting married, I was so excited! I mean, six days! I was staring at the uniform I will use by that time!

Harry: Hope your uniform has pockets. I’m giving you the rings tomorrow.

William: Tomorrow? How about on the eve of the wedding?

Harry: Fine. As long as you won’t miss it.

William: Okay.

Harry: Thank you, William, for everything.

William: You’re welcome. For whatever.

Harry: I can’t believe I’m growing up in six days.

William: You’re just growing up?

Harry: I mean, the next step of life.

William: And then, you’ll be giving someone a life.

Harry: How does it feel?

William: How does what feel?

Harry: How does fatherhood feel?

William: Great. Amazing. I have no words to express it.

Six days. Then I’m married.

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